READING BOOT CAMP is a FREE RTI reading program that uses best instructional practices with a proviso "ALL STUDENTS ARE GIFTED", the goal is to lift ALL students' ACADEMIC SKILLS using evidence-based Socratic methods, teach students as erudite beings, be flexible and have fun, set SMART goals, and differentiate through scaffolding and cooperative learning. RBC RTI has 13 years of proven results; the accelerated RTI program improves reading test scores by over a full grade level in 20 days.

Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
With cockle-shells, and silver bells,
And pretty maids all in a row. 21WCPM

Humpty-Dumpty sat on a wall,
Humpty-Dumpty had a great fall;
Threescore men and threescore more
Cannot place Humpty-Dumpty as he was before.22WCPM

Jack and Jill went up the hill,
To fetch a pail of water;
Jack fell down, and broke his crown,
And Jill came tumbling after. 25WCPM

Little Betty Blue
Lost her holiday shoe;
What can little Betty do?
Give her another
To match the other
And then she may walk in two. 26WCPM

Up, little baby, stand up clear;
Mother will hold you, do not fear;
Dimple and smile, and chuckle and crow!
There, little baby, now you know! WCPM 26

Hey! diddle, diddle,
The cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon;
The little dog laughed
To see such sport,
And the dish ran away with the spoon. 30WCPM

Little Jack Horner
Sat in a corner,
Eating his Christmas pie.
He put in his thumb,
And he pulled out a plum,
And said, "What a good boy am I!"30WCPM

Little Miss Muffet
Sat on a tuffet,
Eating of curds and whey;
There came a spider,
And sat down beside her,
And frightened Miss Muffet away.26WCPM

Pease-porridge hot,
Pease-porridge cold,
Pease-porridge in the pot,
Nine days old;
Some like it hot,
Some like it cold,
Some like it in the pot,
Nine days old.28WCPM

Rock-a-bye, baby,
In the tree top:
When the wind blows,
The cradle will rock;
When the bough breaks,
The cradle will fall;
Down will come baby,
Cradle and all. 29WCPM

A cat came fiddling out of a barn,
With a pair of bagpipes under her arm;
She could sing nothing but fiddle cum fee,
The mouse has married the bumblebee. 30WCPM<!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--><!--[endif]-->

Pussy-cat, pussy-cat, where have you been?
"I've been to London to look at the queen."
Pussy-cat, pussy-cat, what did you do there?
"I frightened a little mouse under the chair." 30WCPM

Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake,
Baker's man,
Bake me a cake
As fast as you can;
Prick it and pat it,
And mark it with T,
And put it in the oven
For Teddy and me.33WCPM

Baa, baa, black sheep,
Have you any wool?
Yes sir, yes sir,
Three bags full; One for my master,
One for my dame,
And one for the little boy
That lives in our lane. 34WCPM

Willy boy, Willy boy, where are you going?
I'll go with you, if I may.
"I'm going to the meadow to see them a-mowing,
I'm going to help them make hay." WCPM 31

Wee Willie Winkie runs through the town,
Upstairs and downstairs in his nightgown,
Rapping at the window, crying through the lock,
"Are the children in their beds, for now it's eight o'clock?"

32 WCPM

I have a little sister, they call her Peep, Peep;
She wades the waters deep, deep, deep;
She climbs the mountains high, high, high;
Poor little creature, she has but one eye. 32WCPM A star

Three blind mice! See, how they run!
They all ran after the farmer's wife,
Who cut off their tails with the carving knife!
Did you ever see such a thing in your life?
Three blind mice! WCPM 36

There was an old woman who lived in a shoe,
She had so many children, she didn't know what to do;
She gave them some broth without any bread,
She whipped them all soundly, and put them to bed. 39 WCPM

The north wind doth blow,
And we shall have snow,
And what will the robin do then?
Poor thing!

He will sit in a barn,
And to keep himself warm,
Will hide his head under this wing.
Poor thing! 39WCPM

In marble walls as white as milk,
Lined with a skin as soft as silk,
Within a fountain crystal clear,
A golden apple doth appear;
No doors there are to this stronghold,
Yet thieves break in and steal the gold. 40WCPM THE EGG

Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn.
The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn.
Where is the boy that looks after the sheep?
"He's under the haycock, fast asleep."
Will you wake him? "No, not I;
For if I do, he'll be sure to cry." 48WCPM

I had a little nut-tree, nothing would it bear
But a silver nutmeg and a golden pear;
The king of Spain's daughter came to visit me,
And all because of my little nut-tree.
I skipped over water, I danced over sea.
And all the birds in the air couldn't catch me. 51WCPM

Monday's child is fair of face,
Tuesday's child is full of grace;
Wednesday's child is full of woe,
Thursday's child has far to go;
Friday's child is loving and giving,
Saturday's child works hard for its living;
But the child that is born on the Sabbath day
Is bonny and blithe, and good and gay. 55WCPM

There was a crooked man, and he went a crooked mile,
And found a crooked sixpence against a crooked stile,
He bought a crooked cat, which caught a crooked mouse,
And they all lived together in a little crooked house. 40 WCPM

Once I saw a little bird
Come hop, hop, hop;
So I cried, "Little bird,
Will you stop, stop, stop?"
And was going to the window
To say, "How do you do?
But he shook his little tail,
And far way he flew. 43WCPM

To market, to market, to buy a fat pig,
Home again, home again, dancing a jig;
To market, to market, to buy a fat hog;
Home again, home again, jiggety-jog;
To market, to market, to buy a plum bun,
Home again, home again, market is done. WCPM 46

There was a man in our town,
And he was wondrous wise;
He jumped into a brier bush,
And scratched out both his eyes;
And when he saw his eyes were out,
With all his might and main
He jumped into another bush,
And scratched 'em in again. 48wcpm

Simple Simon met a pieman
Going to the fair;
Says Simple Simon to the pieman,
"Let me taste your ware." Says the pieman to Simple Simon,
"Show me first your penny."
Says Simple Simon to the pieman,
"Indeed, I have not any." Simple Simon went a-fishing
For to catch a whale:
All the water he had got
Was in his mother's pail! 62WCPM

There was an old woman tossed up in a basket
Nineteen times as high as the moon;
Where she was going I couldn't but ask it,
For in her hand she carried a broom. "Old woman, old woman, old woman," quoth I,
"O whither, O whither, O whither, so high?"
"To brush the cobwebs off the sky!"
"Shall I go with thee?" "Aye, by and by."WCPM 66

Old King Cole
Was a merry old soul,
And a merry old soul was he;
He called for his pipe,
And he called for his bowl,
And he called for his fiddlers three.
Each fiddler, he had a fiddle,
And a very fine fiddle had he;
Twee-tweedle-dee, tweedle-dee, went the fiddlers,
Oh, there's none so rare,
As can compare
With old King Cole and his fiddlers three! 67WCPM

Three children sliding on the ice
Upon a summer's day,
As it fell out, they all fell in,
The rest they ran away. Now had these children been at home,
Or sliding on dry ground,
Ten thousand pounds to one penny
They had not all been drowned. You parents all that children have,
And you that have got none,
If you would have them safe abroad,
Pray keep them safe at home. WCPM 72

Girls and boys, come out to play,
The moon is shining as bright as day. Leave your supper, and leave your sleep,
And come with your playfellows into the street. Come with a whoop, come with a call,
Come with a good will or not at all. Up the ladder and down the wall,
A halfpenny roll will serve us all. You find milk, and I'll find flour,
And we'll have pudding in half an hour. 76WCPM

Sing a song of sixpence,
A pocket full of rye;
Four and twenty blackbirds
Baked in a pie; When the pie was opened,
The birds began to sing;
Was not that a dainty dish
To set before the king? The king was in his counting-house
Counting out his money;
The queen was in the parlor
Eating bread and honey; The maid was in the garden
Hanging out the clothes,
When along came blackbird
And pecked off her nose. 78 WCPM

Little Bo-peep has lost her sheep,
And can't tell where to find them;
Leave them alone, and they'll come home,
And bring their tails behind them. Little Bo-peep fell fast asleep,
And dreamt she heard them bleating;
But when she awoke, she found it a joke,
For they were still a-fleeting. Then up she took her little crook,
Determined for to find them;
She found them indeed, but it made her heart bleed,
For they'd left all their tails behind them. 81WCPM

If all the seas were one sea,
What a great sea that would be!
If all the trees were one tree,
What a great tree that would be!
If all the axes were one axe,
What a great axe that would be!
If all the men were one man,
What a great man he would be!
And if the great man took the great axe,
And cut down the great tree,
And let it fall into the great sea,
What a great splash-splash that would be! 86WCPM

I saw a ship a-sailing,
A-sailing on the sea;
And oh, it was all laden
With pretty things for thee! There were comfits in the cabin,
And apples in the hold;
The sails were made of silk,
And the masts were made of gold. The four and twenty sailors,
That stood between the decks,
Were four and twenty white mice,
With chains about their necks. The captain was a duck,
With a packet on his back;
And when the ship began to move,
The captain said, "Quack, Quack!" 88WCPM

TWO MINUTE DRILLSThere were three jovial huntsmen,
As I have heard them say,
And they would go a-hunting
All on a summer's day. All the day they hunted,
And nothing could they find
But a ship a-sailing,
A-sailing with the wind. One said it was a ship,
The other he said nay;
The third said it was a house
With the chimney blown away. And all the night they hunted,
And nothing could they find
But the moon a-gliding,
A-gliding with the wind. One said it was the moon,
The other he said nay;
The third said it was a cheese,
And half o't cut away. 102 WCPM

THREE MINUTE DRILLSOld Mother Hubbard
Went to the cupboard
To get her poor dog a bone;
But when she came there
The cupboard was bare,
And so the poor dog had none. She went to the baker's
To buy him some bread;
But when she came back
The poor dog was dead. She went to the joiner's
To buy him a coffin;
But when she came back
The poor dog was laughing. She took a clean dish,
To get him some tripe;
But when she came back
He was smoking his pipe. She went to the hatter's
To buy him a hat;
But when she came back
He was feeding the cat. She went to the barber's
To buy him a wig;
But when she came back
He was dancing a jig. She went to the fruiterer's
To buy him some fruit;
But when she came back
He was playing the flute. She went to the tailor's
To buy him a coat;
But when she came back
He was riding a goat. She went to the cobbler's
To buy him some shoes;
But when she came back
He was reading the news. She went to the seamstress
To buy him some linen;
But when she came back
The dog was spinning. She went to the hosier's
To buy him some hose;
But when she came back
He was dressed in his clothes. The dame made a curtsey,
The dog made a bow;
The dame said, "Your servant,"
The dog said, "Bow-wow." 249WCPM

There we an old man, who lived in a wood,
As you may plainly see;
He said he could do as much work in a day,
As his wife could do in three.
"With all my heart," the old woman said,
"If that you will allow,
Tomorrow you'll stay at home in my stead,
And I'll go drive the plow. "But you must milk the Tidy cow,
For fear that she go dry;
And you must feed the little pigs
That are within the sty;
And you must mind the speckled hen,
For fear she lay away;
And you must reel the spool of yarn,
That I spun yesterday." The old woman took a staff in her hand,
And went to drive the plow.
The old man took a pail in his hand,
And went to milk the cow;
But Tidy hinched, and Tidy flinched,
And Tidy broke his nose,
And Tidy gave him such a blow,
That the blood ran down to his toes. "High! Tidy! ho! Tidy! high!
Tidy! do stand still;
If ever I milk you, Tidy, again,
'Twill be against my will!" He went to feed the little pigs
That were within the sty;
He his his head against the beam,
And he made the blood to fly.
He went to mind the speckled hen,
For fear she'd lay astray,
And he forgot the spool of yarn
His wife spun yesterday. So he swore by the sun, the moon, and the stars,
And the green leaves on the tree,
"If my wife doesn't do a day's work in her life,
She shall ne'er be ruled by me." 271WCPM

Saturday, July 30, 2011

Andrew Lang’s Blue Fairy Book (1889) was a beautifully produced and illustrated edition of fairy tales that has become a classic. This was followed by many other collections of fairy tales, collectively known as Andrew Lang’s Fairy Books. -Wikipedia

The Dyslexic Reading Teacher Sean Taylor

Literacy for me was almost an unrealized unattainable dream! As a dyslexic learner I was unable to read, write, or decode words as a child, p,d,b and q were all the same letter. The written word was a collection of cuneiform squiggles that swam around on the page. I was identified dyslexic at age 9 and later dysgraphic. I spent the next 6 years in special education programs (limbō) trying to learn to read and write. The special education programs never acknowledged my creative capabilities, coping skills and shame and humiliation of being illiterate, they focused on "curing" my learning disabilities with under-trained teachers! Many classroom teachers assumed I would never read or write due to the severity of my dyslexia and this made me feel worthless. I eventually learned to read all words by sight the same method as learning Chinese. I am a dyslexic reading teacher that has built a reputation for finding innovative ways to teach reading and critical thinking to all students! ALL children are gifted and can learn to read! Sean Taylor M.Ed.

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